You Dont Mess Around With Jim - текст песни
You Dont Mess Around With Jim
Uptown got it's hustlers Bowery got it's bums 42nd Street got Big Jim Walker He's a pool-shootin' son of a gun Yea, he big and dumb as a man can come But he stronger than a country hoss And when the bad folks all get together at night You know they all call big Jim "Boss" ... just because ... And they say ...
CHORUS:
You don't tug on Superman's cape You don't spit into the wind You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger And you don't mess around with Jim
Well outa south Alabama came a country boy Hey say I'm lookin' for a man named Jim I am a pool-shootin' boy My name Willie McCoy But down home they call me Slim Yea I'm lookin' for the king of 42nd Street He drivin' a drop top Cadillac
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